Once upon a time, there were two little Double Barred Lemon Orpington chicks who came to live with me. They were quite adorable, and I loved them both. Alas, I was a terrible chicken keeper with small children who liked… Continue Reading →

November 9, 2016, was a hard day for a lot of people. One of them was my daughter. We talked some on the phone between her classes. Texted when we couldn’t talk. By the end of the day, I realized… Continue Reading →

Over the weekend, I started unboxing thousands of cd’s that have been stored in our garage for six years. We kept meaning to bring them in a few a time and rip them to a hard drive so we could… Continue Reading →

There is a list of people that I keep seeing in articles about this election. People who have been marginalized, put down, dismissed, abused, accosted, excluded, and discriminated against. The list goes like this: people of color, women, LGBTQ, and… Continue Reading →

I have a lot of stuff. There are ceramic and pottery bunnies hiding all over my bookshelves. Hiding, because they have to just squeeze their way in between the hundreds of books with which I will never part. Will I… Continue Reading →

I can only imagine that our youth director, Bill, sold the Session the idea as, “Just a tiny live Nativity. You know, with the kids.” Presbyterians vote on everything. Sometimes they even vote on whether or not to hold a… Continue Reading →

Three years ago, I made a new friend. I didn’t know I was making a new friend, which is exactly one of the best ways to make a friend. KeAnne found this fireball of an almost new mama to be… Continue Reading →

Depression is a lying hag. Mine plays out in anger and anxiety most of the time, but every so often, I hit a spell where I feel like I have absolutely no friends and need 18 naps a day. In… Continue Reading →

A trip to Target these days just isn’t complete without purchasing something for Mallory to take to college. Something for her to take to college in ELEVEN days. It should have been 17 days, but she has decided to be… Continue Reading →

My grandfather had a large garden behind their backyard. He grew tomatoes, cucumbers, squash, zucchini, corn, peppers, beans, and probably a list of other things I’m forgetting. During the summer, he smelled of sweat, saw dust, and tomato plants. It… Continue Reading →